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To shut me out!-Pour on; I will endure:
Good, my lord, enter here.
poverty,-Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep,-.
[Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, desend you From seasons such as these? 0, I have ta’en Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel;' That thou may'st shahe the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Enter EDGAR, disguised as a Madman. Edg. Away! the soul fiend follows me! Through the sharp hawthorn blows the cold wind. Humph! go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.
Leur. Hast thou given all to thy two daughters? And art thou come to this?
Didst thou give them all?
Now all the plagues that in the pendulous air Flang sated o'er men's faults, light on thy daughters!
Kent. He hath no daughters, sir.
Judicious punishment! 'twas this flesh begot
Is man no more than this. Consider him well: Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume:-Ha! here's three of us are sophisticated?- Thou art the thing itself: unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art-Off, off, you
THE JUSTICE OF PROVIDENCE.
That I am wretched, Makes thee the haprier:-Heavens, deal so still! Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted inan, That slaves your ordinance," that will not sec Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough.
PATIENCE AND SORROW.
LEAR'S DISTRACTION DESCRIBED.
*i. e. To make it subject to us, instead of acting in obedience to it. + Fumitory. # Charlocks
DESCRIPTION OF DOVER CLIFF.
Come on, sir; here's the place;-stand still.- How
GLOSTER'S FAREWELL TO THE WORLD.
LEAR ON HIS FLATTERERS,
They flatter'd me like a dog; and told m?, I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said !Ay and no too was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at my bidding; there I found them, there I smelt them out. Go to, they are no: men o' their words: they told me I was every thing; 'tis a lie; I am not ague-proof.
ON THE ABUSE OF POWER.
Thou rascal beaule, hold thy bloody hand: Why dost thou lash that wliore? Strip thine own
back; Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind
* Daws. † A vegetable gathered for pickling. * Her cock-boat
For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the
cozener. Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with
gold, And the strong lance of justice burtless breaks; Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it. None does offend, none, I say, none; I'll able 'em: Take that of me, my friend, who have the power To seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not. CORDELIA ON THE INGRATITUDE OF HER SISTERS. 0 my
dear father! Restoration, hang
nd wast thou fain, poor father,
SCENE BETWEEN LEAR AND CORDELIA.
Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your
majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the
Sir, do you know me. Lear. You are a spirit, I know: When did you die Cor. Still, still, far wide!
Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone a:shile Lear. Where have I been?- Where am I?--Fair
day-light?I am mightily abus’d.—I should even die with pity, To see anotlier thus.-I know not what to say.-I will not swear, these are my hands: let's see. I feel this pin prick. Would I were assurd of my condition. Cor.
0, look upon me, sir,
Pray, do not mock me
And so I am, 1 Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep
I will drink it.
No cause, no cause. Lear.: Am I in France? kent.
your own kingdoin, sir Leur. Do not abuse me.
Phis. Be comforted, good madam: the great rage, You see, is curd in him: and yet it is danger To make him even* o'er the time he has lost Desire hiin to go in; trouble him no more, Till further settling. Cur. Will’t please your highness walk?
* To reconcile it to its apprehension